Lin Shuqian gave an order, and the bamboo slice was drawn on Li's mouth.
Li's scream has not yet had time to make a sound, once again ruthlessly drew up.
The ladies next to him stepped back for fear of being implicated by Li.
When she saw that Li was beaten, someone nearby was gloating. Li often talked about things. She could make up some shady gossip. This time, she was slapped. It was the Empress Dowager who took out her anger for them!
After playing more than ten times, Lin Shuqian called "stop".
At this moment, Li's face has been red and swollen, the corner of his mouth and gums are bleeding, and he can't open his mouth even if he wants to speak.
The two eunuchs released their hands. Li wanted to cry, but he didn't dare. He had to kneel down and beg for mercy.
But Lin Shuqian sneered, "are you willing to compete now?"
"I'm willing, I'm willing..." Li's speech is a bit unskillful at the moment, but his brain is still smart. Playing the piano is ugly and humiliating. It's better than being killed.
Li went on the stage tremblingly, and sat in front of the piano with some worries.
How to play the piano? How to put your hands? Is she just dialing to make a sound?
Li's everyday time is spent gossiping. How does she know about playing the piano!
The music of the piano on the opposite side rang out. The player played a short piece, and everyone nodded and praised him.
When it was Li's turn, she put her fingers on the string and reached for it. With a bang, the string broke.
Someone couldn't help laughing. Jia Xinxin frowned and asked, "whose wife are you?"
Li's ashamed head was buried in his chest, "tell the empress that her husband is Qin Lu of the Imperial Academy."
Jia Xinxin waved her hand, and the people next to her wrote down her name again, with a fork on her side.
Li knew that she had ruined her husband's good deeds this time, but she was at this level. She really couldn't help it.
Li just got up and gave a salute, ready to step down, suddenly caught a glimpse of the smiling eyes of the Empress Dowager.
"Mrs. Qin, you can't play the piano, but what else are you good at?"
Li's hand secretly pinched his thigh and respectfully said, "my concubine is just a boudoir woman. She has no special skills."
"Really?" Lin Shuqian's eyes turned in a circle in the crowd, and immediately someone who had arranged it said in a high voice, "Mrs. Qin is good at telling stories. Why don't you tell a story to the Empress Dowager?"
Li's surprised eyes swept a circle in the crowd, but did not see who just said that.
I heard the Empress Dowager sneer, "isn't Mrs. Qin good at it? Why do you still hide and tuck in? Is it that you don't want to tell stories to the sad family? "
Li is sweating. She can't tell a story. She can only tell the gossip of Zhang's parents.
But the Empress Dowager seemed to recognize it, as if Li would not let her go without telling a satisfactory story today.
Li thought of the slap he had just been slapped. He could only choose one of the eight trigrams he had recently said.
However, Li is not a fool. She hides the names and identities in the gossip, and she is also very reasonable.
Lin Shuqian listened to a not too enjoyable, let Li speak again.
After Li's speech, the Empress Dowager nodded, but said with a soft smile, "how do you think you've heard of the two stories you just told?"
Looking at the queen, Jia Xinxin nodded thoughtfully. The story just now is really familiar.